But for some reason, when I go on a run through my neighborhood, I'm pretty sure I'm either being followed by a serial rapist, coyotes or a T-Rex (Jurassic-Park-style).
Even when I go to the gym, I feel like someone is following me from machine to machine. Just waiting until I leave the building so they can pounce on me and throw me into the trunk of their car. Like I live in an episode of One Tree Hill or something.
I learn something new about myself every day.
This post is so funny. Especially because of the pictures. I think you need a running buddy. Maybe a boy?? Yes. Make that...a handsome boy.
ReplyDeleteAmen to that. Thank you, Alison. I'm glad you understand. Haha.
DeleteBEST EPISODE EVER well one of the best. I miss one tree hill!
ReplyDeleteI watch it almost every day in SOAPNET.
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